We’re welcoming winter, Nettles, and because it involves warm frothed milk, it’s officially your favorite season. It’s also your first conscious dinovember. While your brother ponders the universe and your sister cheers them on, you have one reaction, every day, finger pointing: “Whoa. Whoooa. Whoa! Whoa.” You’re growing closer to your brother and sister, and […]
A couple months in maon daycare, and you’re becoming a tiny version of a kid. Making ‘friends’ (well, maybe ‘petting’ potential friends/younger babies in your vicinity? Whether they like it or not?). Adding new words to your vocabulary (as well as using a million words for the same thing, like tzetzi and geegee for pacifier? […]
“Do.” “Doy.” “Doos.” “Douche.” Your vocabulary is brought to you by the letter D. It’s also nearly correct – ‘poo’, ‘bird’, ‘shoes’, and really on target with that last one, since you meant ‘wash’ and actually kinda said it in French. Or you’re cussing the shower, which wouldn’t surprise me either. Also nice try with […]
We’re traveling and you’re traveling, mostly upright, mostly walking, mostly like a drunk. But you’re fierce and you’re just about there. And you’ve discovered a love of climbing in giant teeth. And you’ll eat your pizza how you damn well choose. And you’ll scare away the animals you damn well choose.
SHE’S WALKING…!!! And she’s everywhere. And she’s climbing onto the kitchen table to make it rain napkins and wipes. And she’s climbing backwards down the stairs if she can outpace me. Which – she can. And she’s force-feeding baby dolls like the CIA is amateur hour. And she’s yelling. YELLING ALL THE TIME: “AHHHHHH. MOTHER […]
She will cut you. But she’ll also massage you. But really she was just scheming and will probably actually cut you. And then she’ll laugh about it as she refuses to let you feed her. And that’s Nettles this month.
Sugar and spice and everything nice, that’s what little girls are made of… …in your weird outdated genderized dreams. This little girl is made of naughty grins, cunning eyes, plans to hatch, to get a rise. A hand over here, a hand over there, another fistful of big sister’s hair. You want to be big, […]
13 months. 13 things I hope you will keep doing. Playing in the dirt Saying ‘hello’ when I hand you a ‘telephone’ Hide and seek with your shirt Climbing over your siblings Claiming what’s rightfully yours Cuddling us Rumbling on the bed with the blankets and pillows EATING AND NOT GIVING A $#*%@! Taking what […]
Nettles, We did it! We made it to one! You’re still a functioning human baby and I’m still a functioning mother of three! You’ve experienced much beyond your year. A busy home life! Job interviews! Two trips abroad! Two snows – make that three snows – make that a ton of snow between two countries! […]